Inside the cabin, Nolan kept carrying all kinds of food from the kitchen to the dining room.
"Not bad, not bad. This god officially permits you to become my subordinate!"
Enel used both hands, constantly stuffing food from the table into his mouth, occasionally even reaching across the boundary toward Cifer's side.
"As long as Big Brother Enel is satisfied!"
As a chef, nothing made Nolan happier than seeing someone smile after eating the food she had made.
Big Brother Enel was a little strange, but he was someone who could not hide his feelings. He said the food was good, and his face was full of happiness.
They did not seem as terrifying as the rumors claimed.
Although Nolan had only been aboard for a day, the two of them felt like mild-tempered people to her.
Cifer said nothing, merely shoveling food into his mouth at an increasingly rapid pace.
Enel suddenly paused, his eyes turning toward the outside of the dining room as he frowned.
He then looked at Cifer, only to discover that the man was already picking his teeth.
"You bastard!"
A strange unease spread through his heart. When he looked down again, the table was covered in empty plates!
Enel jumped onto the table, grabbed Cifer by the collar, and cursed at him.
"Yo! You're eating? Smells great!"
A man dressed in black barged in, lightly lifting the hat on his head with two expressions stuck to it and flashing a dazzling white grin.
"Long time no see, Ace."
Cifer looked as though he had expected this all along.
The newcomer was Portgas D. Ace, Second Division Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, whom they had not seen for two and a half months.
Cifer had noticed Ace the moment he began approaching them, but since